the morning approach
This night has faded slowly into
the moments before sunrise,
my head lying sleepily on your chest.
I can hear your heart beating, correction, pounding,
within your ribcage, pulsing
against the tissue of my ear.
Absently mindedly I stroke your
hair, and gaze wistfully at
your face. I’m scared,
I want to say, scared I might
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want to come over and edit my essay?
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Give me a shout if you want me to.
BTW, your poems in Whiplash were really good. I like the tile change for Disjointed Daydreams, as well as the edits for all of them. My mom will be getting a copy, and I'm sure she'll say good things too.
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and i am sure i will want you to look it over.. its now due on tuesday before noon... so, if you want to come over monday night...
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i am adding your new name to my list, kay?
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I'm just kidding. =) Add away. *hugs*
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merry christmas.
<3 paige
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